Better Than This

I think about you all the time
Pray to God that you’ll be fine
You’re better than this
Dillusioned with ambition from a cloud of your prescriptions
Your brain it makes the distance while your feet just stand in place
So basically the faith in me that somehow still transcends
Into you and only through my hope that you can change
I pray to whoever listens, that lonely chair that you sit in
Hits you like a ton of bricks, and I can finally stop being worried sick of it
all
You stay secluded in your shadow’s silhouette
It’s a shade that you made, through years of your regrets
Always these questions that ring inside my head
«what's the last promise that you’ve made, and the last promise that you’ve
kept?»
I reminisce on how as kids we’d sit and talk for days
We told each other that we’d brothers, and everything would be okay
At least I hope so
If only you could see
The man behind those bones
Then maybe you would speak
To the kids you left alone